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A new arrival
by Mathias Sat Aug 27, 2016 6:22 am
He knew the woman would not very much like where he was taking them next, however they needed connection that ran deeper then the mobs of the Markets. Ultimately they had proved futile, unable to offer the resources or avenues he desired. The Market was all but allowed to exist by them after all, they knew what went on and contained it. No, Mathias needed a powerful ally, one with connections to the leaders themselves. That is how they found themselves entering the Heaven's Blade.
A well set up establishment on the fringes of the Dorian Empire, ran by none other than Nebuchadnezzar herself. A name he had knew of through the channels, whispered among the dark underbelly. A woman with her finger in far too many pies, and those at the tables of kings. Oh yes Mathias needed her, but he would never trust such a woman. Not for a single moment, the moment he trusted her she would see to her own needs and he would be collateral. Dressed as usual in pure white, Mathias cut a striking figure. Shock white hair that hung in short waves framed a clean shaven face with unsettling eyes of solid black. The long Peacoat was unbuttoned revealed the vest and tie beneath. Pressed trousers and shoes finished the ensemble. The gunslinger like belt around his waist was the one oddity, holding six weaponless hilts but for some reason it just seemed to fit with the man.
He looked around the first floor at the gatherings or warlords, wannabe warlords and pretend fat cats. All of them as useless as the toothless mobs in the Market. If better dressed and carrying more wealth. Mathias held his arm out for his companion. A woman that would no doubt draw the eyes of every man and woman in the room. Most of which he imagined would turn to lust as they eyed her, minds full of lewd thoughts that Mathias himself had been guilty of more then once. He only wondered how much flesh she would choose to show tonight. Now was hardly a time for them to keep a low profile, they were seeking an impromptu audience with the hostess herself. Rather Ailshyia took his offered arm or not he moved across the floor to the elevator. The Pheobian Lounge their destination.
As the exited the elevator, they were assaulted by a sea of white, silver and pearl. Gambling tables and a much quieter crowd then the din in the lounge club below. There was certainly money on this floor, now it was a matter of making a subtle statement and drawing out the hostess herself. Then the real games would begin.
A well set up establishment on the fringes of the Dorian Empire, ran by none other than Nebuchadnezzar herself. A name he had knew of through the channels, whispered among the dark underbelly. A woman with her finger in far too many pies, and those at the tables of kings. Oh yes Mathias needed her, but he would never trust such a woman. Not for a single moment, the moment he trusted her she would see to her own needs and he would be collateral. Dressed as usual in pure white, Mathias cut a striking figure. Shock white hair that hung in short waves framed a clean shaven face with unsettling eyes of solid black. The long Peacoat was unbuttoned revealed the vest and tie beneath. Pressed trousers and shoes finished the ensemble. The gunslinger like belt around his waist was the one oddity, holding six weaponless hilts but for some reason it just seemed to fit with the man.
He looked around the first floor at the gatherings or warlords, wannabe warlords and pretend fat cats. All of them as useless as the toothless mobs in the Market. If better dressed and carrying more wealth. Mathias held his arm out for his companion. A woman that would no doubt draw the eyes of every man and woman in the room. Most of which he imagined would turn to lust as they eyed her, minds full of lewd thoughts that Mathias himself had been guilty of more then once. He only wondered how much flesh she would choose to show tonight. Now was hardly a time for them to keep a low profile, they were seeking an impromptu audience with the hostess herself. Rather Ailshyia took his offered arm or not he moved across the floor to the elevator. The Pheobian Lounge their destination.
As the exited the elevator, they were assaulted by a sea of white, silver and pearl. Gambling tables and a much quieter crowd then the din in the lounge club below. There was certainly money on this floor, now it was a matter of making a subtle statement and drawing out the hostess herself. Then the real games would begin.
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Re: A new arrival
by Ailshyia Mon Aug 29, 2016 12:21 am
Diamonds, gold, platinum and jewels, how the glimmers of the rich and wealthy danced too and fro in an endless ballad of greed. The room was thick with the scent of silks and furs that laced the nostrils with desire and envy of any who might gaze upon the affluence. It was cesspool of money, where those with less wanted to appear to have more and those with more, wanted even more. But the beauty needed none of it, she needed no gold or diamonds, no silks or furs; for she could walk naked if she so chose and all would gaze at her in envy and lust as if she were the embodiment of them all. Of course, walking around naked would just not do though, it was boring and left so little to the imagination...
Ailshyia knew what to wear in any situation to make herself shine, and given the casino setting and Mathias always being clad in white, only black would do. Lush silks and satin danced across the Excerion's elegant form, hanging off her firm breast and then plunging deep to her ankles. The dress hugged tight about her hips and thighs, only fanning out just above her knees so her steps had to be graceful and dainty. The cloth was just see through, so one was taunted by the glow of her porcelain skin beneath. A intricate pattern of solid black lace skirted about the dress and flourished at the breast and three strands hung loosely over her upper arm, below the shoulders. She wore no jewelry, for she did not need it. Strands of silver were pinned back loosely, so a few tickled her neck, and eyes shown like giant rubies...that was all she needed.
The forsaken princess was not pleased, but her face didn't show it. She had swore she would only enter this place to spit upon her father's grave and yet here she was, in the Dorian empire. As always, all eyes were upon her but she paid them no mind, there was a big fish here and that was all she was interested in reeling in. "I hope this proves fruitful." She offered an almost sickeningly sweet smile as she took Mathias' arm, still not sure how she felt about this new change in plans. Whatever, as long as they both held up the ends of their bargain then there was no need to complain.
"This room is quite tacky." Just as she was assaulted by the bright hues of the room, Ailshyia quickly noticed a small, pale woman rushing up to them in what she assumed was working attire. The albino's stutter and inability to take her eyes from the tall belle were quite amusing. "What an adorable little bunny." She gazed dreamily down at Saee and smiled kindly. "And such a gracious welcome. I supposed I can play the actress to be watched just a short time longer."
The Excerion glanced around, quite fond of all the greed and desire she could drink up from the room. "My dear Mathias I shall allow you to take the lead, since you are so generously treating tonight." Her breast was pressed tightly against his arm, so they all but surrounded it. Men and women alike glanced or stared in envy. In all honesty, though she knew how to dress the part, she was not familiar with a casino setting.
Ailshyia knew what to wear in any situation to make herself shine, and given the casino setting and Mathias always being clad in white, only black would do. Lush silks and satin danced across the Excerion's elegant form, hanging off her firm breast and then plunging deep to her ankles. The dress hugged tight about her hips and thighs, only fanning out just above her knees so her steps had to be graceful and dainty. The cloth was just see through, so one was taunted by the glow of her porcelain skin beneath. A intricate pattern of solid black lace skirted about the dress and flourished at the breast and three strands hung loosely over her upper arm, below the shoulders. She wore no jewelry, for she did not need it. Strands of silver were pinned back loosely, so a few tickled her neck, and eyes shown like giant rubies...that was all she needed.
The forsaken princess was not pleased, but her face didn't show it. She had swore she would only enter this place to spit upon her father's grave and yet here she was, in the Dorian empire. As always, all eyes were upon her but she paid them no mind, there was a big fish here and that was all she was interested in reeling in. "I hope this proves fruitful." She offered an almost sickeningly sweet smile as she took Mathias' arm, still not sure how she felt about this new change in plans. Whatever, as long as they both held up the ends of their bargain then there was no need to complain.
"This room is quite tacky." Just as she was assaulted by the bright hues of the room, Ailshyia quickly noticed a small, pale woman rushing up to them in what she assumed was working attire. The albino's stutter and inability to take her eyes from the tall belle were quite amusing. "What an adorable little bunny." She gazed dreamily down at Saee and smiled kindly. "And such a gracious welcome. I supposed I can play the actress to be watched just a short time longer."
The Excerion glanced around, quite fond of all the greed and desire she could drink up from the room. "My dear Mathias I shall allow you to take the lead, since you are so generously treating tonight." Her breast was pressed tightly against his arm, so they all but surrounded it. Men and women alike glanced or stared in envy. In all honesty, though she knew how to dress the part, she was not familiar with a casino setting.
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Re: A new arrival
by Mathias Thu Sep 01, 2016 4:23 am
Mathias was by no means immune to the charms of women, especially ones the like of Ailshyia. It was a task to keep his eyes from constantly shifting to her dress and just how much it revealed. The man half wondered what the man she was after would think of her attire. The patrons didn't seem to mind though not even bothering to hide their lecherous gazes.
He perked a brow at her comment about the white and silver room. "I quite like it." He was of course biased. Preferring white himself although in reality he didn't have much choice in what color he could wear. They had only walked half way across the lounge before being met by the small white woman. It hadn't taken long at all to attract the matron's attention. Mathias half wondered if it was that dress he found himself gazing at again.
A small smile bloomed across his lips when Saee spoke of needing to meet any of their desires. The woman at his side had him in a mood now, especially with those ample curves pressed around his arm, threatening to break from their flimsy confinement. His free hand extended towards Saee "You seem a treat yourself Saee, I think I'll have you." If and when the small woman took it he would head towards one of the luxurious comfortable VIP booths. Allowing Ailshyia to settle in first before he followed and pulled the small attache right into his lap.
As his hand settled around Saee's waist his glance shifted to Ailshyia, voice lowering as quite a few of the those in the lounge were looking at them. Wondering who the man was that had come in with the incarnation of lust, and now a hostess on his lap. Most eyes were glued to Alishyia, and so Mathias played his part. His hand settling on the exposed flesh of her smooth thigh as he leaned closed. He would admit he enjoyed the feel, but wasn't about to cause a scene by pushing his limits.
"I know your disdain for being where we are. Were there another way I would take it, but you know our previous efforts found no fruit. And the Matron here is quite above the importance of a mere club owner." In due time Nebucadnezzar would be revealed for what she was to the Exercion Princess but for now he kept it close to the vest especially near prying eyes. "I don't imagine we will have to wait long, for now lets at least attempt to enjoy ourselves." He flashed Ailshyia one of his heart melting smiles with a hint of suggestion that would leave their observers green with envy.
Finally he leaned back in close to Saee, his lips pressed to her quite intimately, "Be a doll and call over another servant for our drinks, I am quite fond of where you are now." Mathias' hand had quite easily slipped his hand down the curve of Saee's bottom now. The Matron did say whatever he desired, and he knew the princess wouldn't be warming his lap tonight.
He perked a brow at her comment about the white and silver room. "I quite like it." He was of course biased. Preferring white himself although in reality he didn't have much choice in what color he could wear. They had only walked half way across the lounge before being met by the small white woman. It hadn't taken long at all to attract the matron's attention. Mathias half wondered if it was that dress he found himself gazing at again.
A small smile bloomed across his lips when Saee spoke of needing to meet any of their desires. The woman at his side had him in a mood now, especially with those ample curves pressed around his arm, threatening to break from their flimsy confinement. His free hand extended towards Saee "You seem a treat yourself Saee, I think I'll have you." If and when the small woman took it he would head towards one of the luxurious comfortable VIP booths. Allowing Ailshyia to settle in first before he followed and pulled the small attache right into his lap.
As his hand settled around Saee's waist his glance shifted to Ailshyia, voice lowering as quite a few of the those in the lounge were looking at them. Wondering who the man was that had come in with the incarnation of lust, and now a hostess on his lap. Most eyes were glued to Alishyia, and so Mathias played his part. His hand settling on the exposed flesh of her smooth thigh as he leaned closed. He would admit he enjoyed the feel, but wasn't about to cause a scene by pushing his limits.
"I know your disdain for being where we are. Were there another way I would take it, but you know our previous efforts found no fruit. And the Matron here is quite above the importance of a mere club owner." In due time Nebucadnezzar would be revealed for what she was to the Exercion Princess but for now he kept it close to the vest especially near prying eyes. "I don't imagine we will have to wait long, for now lets at least attempt to enjoy ourselves." He flashed Ailshyia one of his heart melting smiles with a hint of suggestion that would leave their observers green with envy.
Finally he leaned back in close to Saee, his lips pressed to her quite intimately, "Be a doll and call over another servant for our drinks, I am quite fond of where you are now." Mathias' hand had quite easily slipped his hand down the curve of Saee's bottom now. The Matron did say whatever he desired, and he knew the princess wouldn't be warming his lap tonight.
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Re: A new arrival
by Ailshyia Thu Sep 22, 2016 4:49 am
(I'm stealing your use of bold, much more pleasant on the eyes.)
Ailshyia could not help but grin in satisfaction and approval as Mathias swept up the little white rabbit to enjoy for himself. She adored it when people acted by their own desires, it was so natural and real. There was no falseness to one's actions when one did as they pleased, and the woman was so used to a theater that it brought a small sense of relaxation to her mind. Of course, desire also made a good meal. Her nostrils flared as she inhaled deeply the energy and scent of the room, all the grime and sweat of the populace and its wants.
"Oh little bunny do not threat, the big bad wolf has too much to be on his best behavior for." Ailsh mused while settling herself down at their 'VIP' table comfortably. She did her best to play her part and appeared like a lioness at rest upon her perch. However, the moment words of disdain left Mathias' lips, her discontent flashed in her eyes for a second. "Why of course...its not like ill never came of looking for fruit in a den of vipers. I pray that when we pluck it from the tree it will turn out to be made of gold." There we tints of mockery laced between her words, but most with a playful air. The princess' mind was in a million places. Part of it was on Mesiphidon, wondering where he might be and what he might be doing at this moment in time. Part of it contemplated how hard it might be to incite a fun little rebellion on this planet; her family was a mess so she couldn't see Arcerion being the most effective ruler.
It wasn't until Sae spoke of meeting her mistress that Ailshyia's thoughts fully returned to her present location. She was quite interested in finding out what kind of person the owner of this establishment was. Mathias would not have brought them to the Dorian empire for anything but a good gamble. She also questioned what kind of payment or incentives the hostess was receiving to so readily offer herself at an order. It was no matter to Ailshyia, everyone had a price, just mere curiosity. "Try not to ruin the bunny, Mr. Fox." She teased, rising from her seat.
The crowds of people and rooms they passed while following Sae seemed like a blur to the porcelain woman, her thoughts were only on what might happen next. She stroked her bottom lip with her pointer finger, all the while eager to meet this individual Mathias had set his hopes on. While being here was unpleasant, Arc had always held a hatred for Mesi and his kin, so finding someone who might aid their plans, within the Dorian empire did make sense.
Ailshyia followed Sae silently, her black heals making sharp clicks upon the marble floor as they rounded the pool. The fingers of the steamy bath reached deep into the woman's sinuses and touched greedily her flesh, but no moisture gathered at her pores, nor ruffled her silky hair. She made no notion of noticing the assistant, she had been long aware of the figure lurking down in the pool. No attempt to speak was made when the owner greet them.
The excerion nodded approvingly when Nebu rose from the bath, but only to her own satisfaction, she knew no one here needed her approval on anything. No other reaction was made, she had seen plenty of gods in the nude, but she could still appreciate a work of art. "Careful little bunny." Ailsh reached out and gently caressed her fingers again Sae's cheek near the ear. "Lest your heart stop." She teased harmlessly with a smirk.
As she looked back up, Ailshyia finally caught sight of the King and faltered, but caught herself quickly. She pressed her finger tips to her temple and closed her eyes in order to gather her thoughts for a moment. The princess knew it wasn't the, ahem, empress, but Mathias had not warned her of this and she was fighting the urge to strangle the man where he stood...though her might enjoy such a feat. The woman definitely looked like the empress, but there was no reason for Esar to be here, and there was no hints of pregnancy.
Finally a smile crept upon the corners of Ailsh's lips and she lowered her hand and opened those ruby eyes once more. She did not wait for Mathias to speak, nor would she have him speaking on her behalf in this situation.
"You'll excuse me if I am normally not one for titles, but I supposed I am the excerion and exiled princess of the Dorian empire, Ailshyia Izura Shuinsai. Take that as you will." She chuckled folding her arms. "You will also excuse me if I do not deem it wise to make contact with those of higher stature until I also am more accustomed to their disposition." This was in response to Nebu's extended hand. "No disrespect." Now she would let Mathias handle the rest, she just insisted on introducing herself in this scenerio.
Ailshyia could not help but grin in satisfaction and approval as Mathias swept up the little white rabbit to enjoy for himself. She adored it when people acted by their own desires, it was so natural and real. There was no falseness to one's actions when one did as they pleased, and the woman was so used to a theater that it brought a small sense of relaxation to her mind. Of course, desire also made a good meal. Her nostrils flared as she inhaled deeply the energy and scent of the room, all the grime and sweat of the populace and its wants.
"Oh little bunny do not threat, the big bad wolf has too much to be on his best behavior for." Ailsh mused while settling herself down at their 'VIP' table comfortably. She did her best to play her part and appeared like a lioness at rest upon her perch. However, the moment words of disdain left Mathias' lips, her discontent flashed in her eyes for a second. "Why of course...its not like ill never came of looking for fruit in a den of vipers. I pray that when we pluck it from the tree it will turn out to be made of gold." There we tints of mockery laced between her words, but most with a playful air. The princess' mind was in a million places. Part of it was on Mesiphidon, wondering where he might be and what he might be doing at this moment in time. Part of it contemplated how hard it might be to incite a fun little rebellion on this planet; her family was a mess so she couldn't see Arcerion being the most effective ruler.
It wasn't until Sae spoke of meeting her mistress that Ailshyia's thoughts fully returned to her present location. She was quite interested in finding out what kind of person the owner of this establishment was. Mathias would not have brought them to the Dorian empire for anything but a good gamble. She also questioned what kind of payment or incentives the hostess was receiving to so readily offer herself at an order. It was no matter to Ailshyia, everyone had a price, just mere curiosity. "Try not to ruin the bunny, Mr. Fox." She teased, rising from her seat.
The crowds of people and rooms they passed while following Sae seemed like a blur to the porcelain woman, her thoughts were only on what might happen next. She stroked her bottom lip with her pointer finger, all the while eager to meet this individual Mathias had set his hopes on. While being here was unpleasant, Arc had always held a hatred for Mesi and his kin, so finding someone who might aid their plans, within the Dorian empire did make sense.
Ailshyia followed Sae silently, her black heals making sharp clicks upon the marble floor as they rounded the pool. The fingers of the steamy bath reached deep into the woman's sinuses and touched greedily her flesh, but no moisture gathered at her pores, nor ruffled her silky hair. She made no notion of noticing the assistant, she had been long aware of the figure lurking down in the pool. No attempt to speak was made when the owner greet them.
The excerion nodded approvingly when Nebu rose from the bath, but only to her own satisfaction, she knew no one here needed her approval on anything. No other reaction was made, she had seen plenty of gods in the nude, but she could still appreciate a work of art. "Careful little bunny." Ailsh reached out and gently caressed her fingers again Sae's cheek near the ear. "Lest your heart stop." She teased harmlessly with a smirk.
As she looked back up, Ailshyia finally caught sight of the King and faltered, but caught herself quickly. She pressed her finger tips to her temple and closed her eyes in order to gather her thoughts for a moment. The princess knew it wasn't the, ahem, empress, but Mathias had not warned her of this and she was fighting the urge to strangle the man where he stood...though her might enjoy such a feat. The woman definitely looked like the empress, but there was no reason for Esar to be here, and there was no hints of pregnancy.
Finally a smile crept upon the corners of Ailsh's lips and she lowered her hand and opened those ruby eyes once more. She did not wait for Mathias to speak, nor would she have him speaking on her behalf in this situation.
"You'll excuse me if I am normally not one for titles, but I supposed I am the excerion and exiled princess of the Dorian empire, Ailshyia Izura Shuinsai. Take that as you will." She chuckled folding her arms. "You will also excuse me if I do not deem it wise to make contact with those of higher stature until I also am more accustomed to their disposition." This was in response to Nebu's extended hand. "No disrespect." Now she would let Mathias handle the rest, she just insisted on introducing herself in this scenerio.
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Re: A new arrival
by Mathias Thu Oct 13, 2016 1:50 am
Saee felt rather plush in his lap, and the Exercion of Sin didn't balk when his hand squeezed her thigh. He considered taking it a step further, pushing his luck as it were but sadly the became summoned rather quickly. The little bunny hostess would be treated to his wandering hand as she slithered from his lap and moved to lead them to her mistress. Pulling his hand from Ailshyia he once again offered his arm, appearances after all were important. "Oh there are a few things I'd love to ruin." His lips curled into a teasing smirk as he leaned close to the white haired vixen. Trailing a finger along her arm once before his eyes returned on occasion to the swell of Saee's bottom as she led them along.
When they finally entered the bath chambers Mathias noticed the King immediately within the milk bath. He had heard rumors, but never met the woman. She was the spitting image of the Empress, were it not for the differences in hair, and as Nebuchadnezzar rose, the obvious lack of modesty even Mathias would have swore he had taken Ailshyia to the wrong woman. Though if the King was going to present them with a treat for the eyes, he would appreciate it, a little grin caressing his lips before the robe settled over her form. "I must say, your Emperor does have particularly good tastes in women." Glancing between Ailshyia and the robed King he shook his head.
He half considered how Ailshyia would take the strange compliment, but then he supposed a man like the Emperor would have nothing less then the finest women that he could lay eyes upon. The fact that they would not partake the rest of this evening in a bath was disheartening, Mathias certainly would have enjoyed that meeting. But despite the teases and revealing dresses he doubted Ailshyia would have agreed to exposing it all for anyone spare him. In that the woman was like a bloodhound.
Despite his appreciation of Saee she was in the presence of two others who were pristine figures of beauty. It didn't exactly diminish her appeal, but she seemed almost out of place now. That didn't change his intentions however and his look to the hostess fully revealed that. Mathias remained silent in the exhange between the pair, he knew enough not to overstep his bounds and those of the... higher airs were always a bit prickly about things. He had spent his life around the sore before.
When Ailshyia had finished her introduction Mathias regarded the King's extended hand for a moment. He knew only bits about the Kings, but he was always suspect of everyone's actions. This was probably some way for her to get a sense of him, but if he wanted her help, well he had a feeling he couldn't be as reserved as he was used to.
Extending his hand and prepared for whatever was to come. "A pleasure Miss Nebuchadnezzar, I am Mathias Seraph. A very... old acquaintance of someone we all know." In typical chivalric fashion, Mathis would step forwards and gently left Nebuchadnezzar's hand to his lips after the greeting but before releasing. Assuming she had released his hand as well.
Once their greeting was over and his hand returned the man put away his normal guise of secrecy. "For the sake of transparency I'll be plain. I seek to make the Celesin Titan fall. His once noble goals, the ideals he once embodied while I fought by his side have been corrupted by the means in which has chosen to achieve them. I do not intend anything beyond the man himself. As he is now, he is impossible to defeat, that is not my goal. There is no force in existence that can bring him to heel.
Pausing a moment he smiled a subdued grin as he gestured to Ailshyia. "But he could destroy himself... If the right leverage is used." He thought a moment but nodded "I know that your kind are... siblings of a sort. And what I ask for your aid in may cause grief to one of them in particular. I will not ask you to proceed if you are unable to. I understand family." There was an almost hollow ring there. A sting of betrayal that the man knew well. But it was not something he would need to disclose here, his past did not serve their purpose.
When they finally entered the bath chambers Mathias noticed the King immediately within the milk bath. He had heard rumors, but never met the woman. She was the spitting image of the Empress, were it not for the differences in hair, and as Nebuchadnezzar rose, the obvious lack of modesty even Mathias would have swore he had taken Ailshyia to the wrong woman. Though if the King was going to present them with a treat for the eyes, he would appreciate it, a little grin caressing his lips before the robe settled over her form. "I must say, your Emperor does have particularly good tastes in women." Glancing between Ailshyia and the robed King he shook his head.
He half considered how Ailshyia would take the strange compliment, but then he supposed a man like the Emperor would have nothing less then the finest women that he could lay eyes upon. The fact that they would not partake the rest of this evening in a bath was disheartening, Mathias certainly would have enjoyed that meeting. But despite the teases and revealing dresses he doubted Ailshyia would have agreed to exposing it all for anyone spare him. In that the woman was like a bloodhound.
Despite his appreciation of Saee she was in the presence of two others who were pristine figures of beauty. It didn't exactly diminish her appeal, but she seemed almost out of place now. That didn't change his intentions however and his look to the hostess fully revealed that. Mathias remained silent in the exhange between the pair, he knew enough not to overstep his bounds and those of the... higher airs were always a bit prickly about things. He had spent his life around the sore before.
When Ailshyia had finished her introduction Mathias regarded the King's extended hand for a moment. He knew only bits about the Kings, but he was always suspect of everyone's actions. This was probably some way for her to get a sense of him, but if he wanted her help, well he had a feeling he couldn't be as reserved as he was used to.
Extending his hand and prepared for whatever was to come. "A pleasure Miss Nebuchadnezzar, I am Mathias Seraph. A very... old acquaintance of someone we all know." In typical chivalric fashion, Mathis would step forwards and gently left Nebuchadnezzar's hand to his lips after the greeting but before releasing. Assuming she had released his hand as well.
Once their greeting was over and his hand returned the man put away his normal guise of secrecy. "For the sake of transparency I'll be plain. I seek to make the Celesin Titan fall. His once noble goals, the ideals he once embodied while I fought by his side have been corrupted by the means in which has chosen to achieve them. I do not intend anything beyond the man himself. As he is now, he is impossible to defeat, that is not my goal. There is no force in existence that can bring him to heel.
Pausing a moment he smiled a subdued grin as he gestured to Ailshyia. "But he could destroy himself... If the right leverage is used." He thought a moment but nodded "I know that your kind are... siblings of a sort. And what I ask for your aid in may cause grief to one of them in particular. I will not ask you to proceed if you are unable to. I understand family." There was an almost hollow ring there. A sting of betrayal that the man knew well. But it was not something he would need to disclose here, his past did not serve their purpose.
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